Hollow from Skin & Script by Jessica Lynn

Your blue t-shirt, an old love letter
My lucky penny and our favorite records
Red playing cards, and your worn guitar
That empty frame that used to hang here on the wall
Is gone, gone, gone

This house is
Hollow

This passion bruise on my neck, the only proof that you left
The last sign that you were ever really here with me
In this single bed where I rest my single head, since you left
Your side grows colder than my heart pinned to your sleeve
You're gone, gone, gone

You’ve left me
Hollow

The bright lights bleed in city streets
Take little pieces of the love I used to know
They’ll steal your song they’ve changed your sound
They’ll build you up and they will tear you right back down
They’ll leave you
Hollow

All I see now is silver-lined clouds
You said these stars, well they're just old light burning out
I think of days, when my tired face
Begged you to stay we wouldn’t be so lonely now

But we're
Hollow

• Alternative
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